[Hard chance, for a symbol made of light suddenly appears in front of Ange. A magic circle of protection and rejection, that should, at the very least block the creatures, in the best scenario it would also push them back. Primo doesn't care if it doesn't work though, just blocking them is enough.
Seconds later, right besides Ange, there's a burst of red cicadas, leaving behind Primo who glares at the creatures with anger and disgust. Golden eyes flaring as if in fire.]
Didn't your mothers ever told you to not touch what belongs to others?
[He doesn't expect an answer though, he couldn't care less for one at the moment. The wizard is angry, and that's not something good. Even if he recognizes them as the two girls he met in a dream of their deaths, apparently now they were dreaming with being zombies... Those two really have issues.]
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Seconds later, right besides Ange, there's a burst of red cicadas, leaving behind Primo who glares at the creatures with anger and disgust. Golden eyes flaring as if in fire.]
Didn't your mothers ever told you to not touch what belongs to others?
[He doesn't expect an answer though, he couldn't care less for one at the moment. The wizard is angry, and that's not something good. Even if he recognizes them as the two girls he met in a dream of their deaths, apparently now they were dreaming with being zombies... Those two really have issues.]